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FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 
REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED   BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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in  2012  with  funding  from 

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THE 


SCHOOL  HYMN  AND  TUNE  BOOK, 


FOE 


DEVOTIONAL    EXERCISES. 


BY 


// 

J.  D.  BARTLEY. 


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PUBLISHED  BY 

A.  S.  BAENES  &  COMPANY,  New  York  and  Chicago 
•       1875. 


TO  MY  PUPILS, 
PAST  AOT)   PKESEOT, 

OP  THE 

CONCORD    HIGH    SCHOOL, 

THE 

SCHOOL   HYMN   AND   TUNE   BOOK 

IS  AFFECTIONATELY  DEDICATED. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1875,  by  J.  D.  Bartley,  in  the 
Office  of  the  Librarian  of  Congress,  at  Washington. 


Preface. 


In  the  preparation  of  this  book,  the  Editor  has  had  especially  in 
view  the  wants  of  Academies,  High,  and  Normal  Schools.  The 
aim  has  been  to  secure — 

First :  A  choice  collection  01  Hymns  of  devotional  but  unsecta- 
rian  character,  together  with  National,  Anniversary,  and  Parting 
Hymns. 

Second :  A  variety  of  Tunes,  both  old  and  new, — established 
favorites, — for  general  use ;  also,  many  suited  to  the  demands  of 
a  critical  musical  taste.  Among  the  latter  are  compositions  of 
Holbrook,  Morrison,  Kobyn  and  Oliver,  with  Arrangements 
from  G-ottschalk,  Oberthur,  Donizetti,  Thalberg,  and  other 
eminent  composers. 

Third :  Convenient  classification,  and  careful  adaptation  of  words 
to  music. 

Thanks  are  due  to  Messrs  Eiglow  &  Main,  Ditson  &  Co.,  and 
the  American  Tract  Society  ■  also,  to  Messrs.  H.  M.  Cable,  H.  G. 
Abbey,  J.  Zundel,  J.  P.  Holbrook,  C.  P.  Morrison,  H.  PiObyn, 
Prof.  H.  H.  Morgan  and  others,  for  aid  and  encouragement  in  the 
work. 

It  is  hoped  that  the  School  Hymn  and  Tune  Book  will  meet 
with  a  cordial  reception,  and  contribute  to  the  enjoyment  and 
profit  of  School  Devotions. 

Concord,  N.  H.,  June,  1875. 


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And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  |  us  from  |  evil ; 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  |  glory,  • 

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Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future— all  to  us  unknown — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  brighter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


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1  There's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
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But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  features  of  the  Deity. 

2  There's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love, 
And  meekly  wait  the  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  make  all  bright  again. 

3  The  light,  the  dark,  where'er  I  look, 
Shall  be  one  pure  and  shining  book, 
Where  I  may  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 


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MASON. 


1  Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  a-  bove ;  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love ; 

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The  wonders  of  his  grace  record ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

4  Oh,  let  us,  then,  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 


1  There  is  a  God !— all  nature  speaks, 
Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies ; 
See !  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 

.    When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 


3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 


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2  Thine,  O  Lord,  are  power  and  greatness, 

Glory,  victory,  are  thine  own ; 

All  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven, 

Over  all  thy  boundless  throne. 

3  Riches  come  of  thee,  and  honor, 

Power  and  might  to  thee  belong ; 
Thine  it  is  to  make  us  prosper, 
Only  thine  to  make  us  strong. 

4  Lord,  to  thee,  thou  God  of  mercy, 

Hymns  of  gratitude  we  raise ; 
To  thy  name,  forever  glorious, 
Ever  we  address  our  praise ! 


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1  Praise  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 

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Praise  him  when  revived  creation 
Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new. 

2  Praise  the  Lord  when  early  breezes 

Come  so  fragrant  from  the  flowers, 

Praise,  thou  willow  by  the  brook-side, 

Praise,  ye  birds  among  the  bowers. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  and  may  his  blessing 

Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth, 
Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error, 
Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 


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The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Thro'  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 
To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

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1  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

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Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 

immortal  honors  to  his  name ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
His  wondrous  goodness  to  proclaim. 

3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 


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He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 


3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 
Come,  bow  before  this  Lord ; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 


4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
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1  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 
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Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 


2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 


3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


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2  Forever,  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep : 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 


4  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 


5  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord : 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 


1  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  tho'ts  that  rove  abroad : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  : 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wro't 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 

4  Let  every  land  his  power  confess ; 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  his  grace  : 
My  heart  and  tongue  with  rapture  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


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2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away,— 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth,- 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

•4  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice. 
Learning  here  by  faith  and  Ipve, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

5  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 
Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 


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MONTGOMERY. 


1  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name, 

For  his  mercies,  firm  and  sure ; 
From  eternity  the  same, 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land, 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 
Plucked  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love, 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath; 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above, 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

4  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
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2  There's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 
Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 


3  There's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 
In  ocean  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 


4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 
Wherever  space  extends, 
There  Heaven  displays  its  boundless 
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And  pow'r  with  goodness  blends. 


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1  Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 


2  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 
Are  opened  by  the  Son ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise. 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 


3  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 
Great  Advocate  on  high ; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
Who  lays  his  anger  by. 


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Glorified  and  throned  on  high  ! 
Mortal  lays  from  man  or  infant 
Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  may  try ; 

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"We  this  day  thy  glory  sing ; 
Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing- 
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Now  the  skilful  fingers 

Sweep  the  golden  lyre, — 
Not  a  harper  lingers 

In  that  ransomed  choir ; 
Voices  sweetly  blending 

With  the  tuneful  string, 
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Let  your  young  affections 

Round  the  Saviour  twine ; 
And  'mid  heaven's  attractions 

You  shall  sing  and  shine.— Cho. 


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19  WATTS. 

2  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
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He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
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My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 


3  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 
AVhere'er  I  turn  mine  eye ; 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 


2  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 
My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
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That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 


4  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee  ! 
Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
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But  God  is  present  there. 


3  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
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The  glorious  theme  renew. 


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2  Oh,  happiest  work  below, 
Earnest  of  joy  above, 
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By  deeds  of  holy  love ! 


3  Lord,  may  it  be  our  choice 
This  blessed  rule  to  keep  :— 
Rejoice  with  them  that  do  rejoice, 
And  weep  with  them  that  weep ! 

22  WAi 

1  To  God  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 


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Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

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4  To  our  Redeemer  God 

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23  BURDER. 

1  Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

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Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  "God  is  love." 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

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Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears, 

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3  Behold  his  patience,  bearing  long 

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To  teach  them — "God  is  love." 

4  Oh,  may  we  all  while  here  below, 

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Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Proclaim  that  "God  is  love." 


24  enfi 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
Appears  each  grace  divine ! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 


2  'Mid  keen  reproach,  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood : 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

3  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done !  " 

4  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide ; 

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Oh,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share ! 


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1  Long  as  I  live,  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
My  King !  my  God  of  love ! 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  above. 


2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne. 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 

And,  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  who  hear  my  sacred  song 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 


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GIBBONS. 


1  Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 
Thy  goodness  we  adore ; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore ! 


2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 

In  every  golden  ray ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields, 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain,  the  fields. 


4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines 
Without  a  cloud  between. 


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2  Oh,  tell  of  his  might,  oh,  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space ! 
His  chariots  of  wrath  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light; 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dost,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  rind  thee  to  fail : 
Thy  mercies  how  tender,  how  firm  to  the  end, 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend ! 

5  0  measureless  Might,  ineffable  Love  ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 

The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays. 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 


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2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  descend ; 
From  all  our  foes  defend, 

Nor  let  us  fall ; 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed ; 

Lord,  hear  our  call ! 


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Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

Let  heaven  and  earth  raply, — 

"  Praise  ye  his  name !  " 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
Sing  loud  for  evermore, — 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 


2  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless,— 

Praise  ye  his  name !    • 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice,— 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 


3  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  will  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring ; 
Hail  him  our  glorious  King ; 
And  thro'  all  ages  sing,— 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb !  " 


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2  Publish,  spread  to  all  around 

The  great  Immanuel's  name ; 
Let  the  gospel  trumpet  sound, — 

Him  the  Prince  of  Peace  proclaim  : 
Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string ; 

All  the  reach  of  heavenly  art, 
All  the  power  of  music  bring, — 

The  music  of  the  heart. 


3  Him  in  whom  they  move  and  live, 

Let  every  creature  sing ; 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  give, 

And  homage  to  our  King : 
Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven,  on  earth  adored ; 
Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath — 

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3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heaven 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high ! 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise : 
Then  enraptured  fall  before  him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

32  MANT. 

1  Praise  the  Lord !  ye  heavens,  adore  him : 
Praise  him  angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 


2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  he  has  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord— for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name ! 


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2  Let  the  trumpet's  lofty  sound 
Spread  its  loudest  notes  around ; 
Let  the  harp  unite,  in  praise, 
With  the  sacred  minstrel's  lays. 


3  Let  the  organ  join  to  bless 
God,  the  Lord  of  righteousness ; 
Tune  your  voice  to  spread  the  fame 
Of  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 


4  All  who  dwell  beneath  his  light, 
In  his  praise  your  hearts  unite  ; 
While  the  stream  of  song  is  poured, 
Praise  and  magnify  the  Lord. 


c34  MRS.  BARBAULD. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy ! 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  that  Spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land : 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores ; 

3  Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows,  and  solemn  praise: 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 


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2  When  anxious  care  would  break  my  rest, 
And    grief  would   tear    my  throbbing 

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Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  my  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall 

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And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  oh,  when  the  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 


5  Soon  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  'round  thy  throne. 

36  WATTS. 

1  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 


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2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind  : 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  : 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath ; 
He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

4  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole ; 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thydays ; 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 


38  WATTS. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God, 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame  ! 

2  The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky 

With  unambitious  song, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator,  too  : 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 


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2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

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He   makes   the   grass   the   mountains 
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And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  stead}7  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

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The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  Spring  return. 


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C.   WESLEY. 


1  Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are ! 

A  rock  that  cannot  move ; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  forevermorc. 

4  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns ; 

It  stands  forever  sure ; 
And  while  thy  truth,  0  God,  remains, 
Thy  goodness  shall  endure. 


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2  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
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Till  we  all  thy  glory  see ; 
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We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain ; 
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Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure  : 
Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God 


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Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state ; — 

Bid  the  .solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main ; 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light : 
Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth  : 
He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Bove  the  reach  of  mortal  eye ; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


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2  Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  ? 
Why  doth  thy  hand  so  kindly  rear 
A  useless  cumberer  of  the  ground,. 
On  which  so  little  fruit  is  found  ? 


3  Still  let  the  ban*en  fig-tree  stand, 
Upheld  and  fostered  by  thy  hand ; 
And  let  its  fruit  and  verdure  be 
A  grateful  tribute,  Lord,  to  thee. 


44  BLACKLOCK. 

1  Come,  0  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But,  oh,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame ! 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ! 


2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 


3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power  with  wisdom  shines ; 
His  works,  thro'  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 


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And  speak  their  source  divine. 


3  On  me  thy  providence  has  shone 
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Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 


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Oh,  teach  me  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  humble,  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 


46  STEELE. 

1  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
Awake  the  sacred  song ! 
Oh !  may  his  love — immortal  flame- 
Tune  every  heart  and -tongue. 


2  His  love  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 
What  mortal  tongue  display  ? 
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In  wonder  dies  away. 


3  Oh,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 
Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name. 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 


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2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

4  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet, 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

5  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 


48  WATTS. 

1  My  God !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  Sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his  ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'cmbrace  :.  y  dearest  Lord. 


PRAISE 


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PERRONET. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall, — 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


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WATTS. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to 

shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

SI       tune.-"  Si.  Thomas,"  p.  93. 

MONTGOMERY. 

1  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 

"With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 


2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessings  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  Oh,  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours, 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaim'd, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 


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WATTS. 


1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake,  my  tongue ! 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, — 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ! 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Hath  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  : 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  : 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound : 

Ye  heavens  !  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

4  Oh,  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 


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WELTON.     L.  M. 


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To  run  his  journey  thro'  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, — 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

3  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
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1  Forth  in  thy  name,  0  Lord,  we  go, 

Our  daily  labor  to  pursue ; 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know, 
In  all  we  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Still  would  we  bear  thy  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray ; 
Would  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  thy  glorious  day. 

3  For  thee  alone  we  would  employ 

Whate'er  thy  bounteous  grace  has  giv'n, 
Would  run  our  course  with  even  joy, 
And  closely  walk  with  thee  to  heaven. 


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2  Should  it  be  with  clouds  o'ercast, — 
Clouds  of  sorrow  gathering  fast, — 
Thou,  who  give st  light  divine, 
Shine  within  me,  Lord,  oh,  shine ! 

3  Show  me,  if  I  tempted  be, 
How  to  find  all  strength  in  thee, 
And  a  perfect  triumph  win 
Over  every  bosom  sin. 

4  Keep  my  feet  from  secret  snares, 
Keep  mine  eyes,  0  God,  from  tears ! 
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1  Suppliant,  lo,  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend ; 
We  are  weak,  almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teacher  blessed ; 
In  our  lives  and  in  our  hearts, 
Father,  be  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind. 

Light  and  pardon  from  above, 
Charity  for  all  our  kind, 
Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love, 


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1  In  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright, 
Lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high, 
From  the  lips  of  youth  to  the  God  of 
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To  feel  thy  kindness  and  obey ; 
Ne'er  may  we  from  thy  love  depart, 
Ne'er  may  we  leave  thy  heav'nly  way. 

3  Grant  us,  this  day,  a  willing  mind 

To  learn  what  thou  would'st  have  us 
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And  how  we  may  thy  favor  find, 
And  love  and  serve  each  other  too. 

4  Thy  happy  children  may  we  live, 

Thy  happy  children  may  we  die ; 
To  all  may  God,  our  Father,  give 
A  home  of  peace  above  the  sky. 

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1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  Ihy  morning  sacrifice. 


2  Wake  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who,  all  night  long,  unwearied  sing 
High  praise  to  the  Eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refresh'd  me  while  I  slept ! 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall 

wake, 
I  may  of  endless  light  partake ! 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Disperse  my  sins  as  morning  dew  : 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  tho't  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  pow'rs,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


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BAXTER.    L.  M. 


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1.  My  God,how  end-less  is     thy  love  !  Thy  gifts  are  ev  -  'ry    eve-  ning  new; 

2.  Thou  spread's  the  curtains  of  the  night,Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hour  s ; 


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Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light,  And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 


Ol  WATTS. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, — 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

*0£  KEN. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ! 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 


3  Oh,  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ! 
Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vigorous 

make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

4  Be  thou  my  guardian ;  while  I  sleep, 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

5  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heav'n  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love. 


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2.  Gent  -  ly,    with  the  dawning  ray,     On    my  soul    thy    beams  display ; 


Thank-  ful  from    my    couch  I      rise,    To   the    God  that  rules  the  skies. 
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1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Nought  escapes, — without,  within,— 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault  and  secret  sin. 


3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

4  Tho,  who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 
All  of  man's  infirmity ; 

Then,  from  thine  eternal  throne, 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 


MORNING      AND      EVENING. 

HURSLEY.     L.  M. 


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2.  When  soft  the  dews  of     kind-ly  sleep  My  wearied  eye-  lids  gent-ly  steep, 


Oh,  may  no   earth  born  cloud  a-  rise      To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's   eyes  ! 
Be    my  last  tho't :  how  sweet  to  rest    For- ev  -  er     on     my  Saviour's  breast ! 


65  KEBLE. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh. 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 
Ere  thro'  the  world  my  way  I  take ; 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 

I  lose  myself  in  heaven  above. 

66  ELLIOT. 

1  My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 

From  blush  of  mora  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, — 
The  calm  and  holy  hour  of  prayer  ? 


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2  Blest  is  the  tranquil  break  of  morn, 

And  blest  the  hush  of  solemn  eve, 
When  on  the  wings  of  prayer  up-borne, 
This  fair,  but  transient,  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven ; 

Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude,  [heav'n. 

With  clear  and  beauteous  hopes  of 

4  Lord,  till  I  reach  the  blissful  shore, 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
In  faithful,  filial  prayer  to  thee ! 


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2  Tho'  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Tho'  the  arrow  near  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us, — 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Tho*  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 


68  MRS.  C.  P.  SMITH. 

1  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour ! 

For  the  day  is  passing  by ; 
See ! — the  shades  of  evening  gather, 
And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 

2  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  thee ; 
Tarry  with  me  thro*  the  darkness ; 
While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

3  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour ! 

Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning ;  then  awake  me — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest ! 


EVENING. 


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2  Mighty  Spirit,  ever  nigh ! 
Work  in  me  as  silently ; 

Vail  the  day's  distracting  sights, 
Shew  me  heaven's  eternal  lights. 

3  Living  stars  to  view  be  brought 

In  the  boundless  realms  of  thought ; 
High  and  infinite  desires, 
Flaming  like  those  upper  fires. 

4  Holy  Truth  !    Eternal  Right, 
Let  them  break  upon  my  sight ! 
Let  them  shine  serene  and  still, 
And  with  light  my  being  fill. 


70  AXON. 

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1  Thou,  from  whom  we  never  part, 

Thou,  whose  love  is  everywhere, 
Thou,  who  see st  every  heart, 
Listen  to  our  evening  prayer. 

2  Father,  fill  our  hearts  with  love, 

Love  unfailing,  full  and  free ; 
Love  that  no  alarm  can  move, 
Love  that  ever  rests  on  thee. 

3  Heavenly  Father !  thro'  the  night 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  ill ; 

Cheerful  as  the  morning  light, 

May  we  wake  to  do  thy  will. 


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71  THE  LAST  BEAM.— Concluded. 

2  Father  in  heaven !  oh,  hear  when  we  call ' 
Hear,  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all; 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might, 
In  doubting  and  darkness  thy  love  be  our  light ; 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night  taper  burns, 
Wake  in  thy  arms  when  morning  returns. 
Father,  have  mercy,  &c. 


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2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away ; 
Change  and  decay  on  all  around  I  see ; 

O  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me  ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour ; 

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Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
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2  Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 
There  happier  bowers  than  Eden  bloom 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know ; 
Blest  seats !  thro'  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

I  onward  press  to  you. 


3  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 

Will  join  the  glorious  band  : 
Jerusalem,  my  happy  home! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


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HALLELUJAH. 


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2  Like  the  sound  of  the  sea  swells  their  chorus  of  praise 
Round  the  star-circled  crown  of  the  Ancient  of  Days, 
And  the  thrones  and  dominions  re-echo  the  strain 

Of  glory  eternal  to  Him  that  was  slain.— Cho. 

3  Dear  Saviour,  may  we,  with  our  voices  so  faint, 
Sing  the  chorus  celestial  with  angel  and  saint  ? 
Yes,  yes,  we  will  sing,  and  thine  ear  we  will  gain 

With  the  song  of  redemption— "  The  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

4  Now,  children  and  teachers  and  friends,  all  unite 
In  a  loud  hallelujah  with  the  ransomed  in  light; 
To  Jesus  we'll  sing  that  melodious  strain — 

The  song  of  redemption— "The  Lamb  that  was  slain." 


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2  I've  his  gudc  word  o'  promise  that,  some  gladsome  day,  the  King 
To  his  ain  royal  palace  his  banished  hame  will  bring ; 

Wi'  e'en  an'  wi'  heart  runnin'  owre  we  shall  see 

"The  King  in  his  beauty,"  an'  our  ain  countrie  : 

My  sins  hae  been  mony,  an'  my  sorrows  hae  been  sair, 

But  there  they'll  never  vex  me,  nor  be  remembered  mair ; 

For  his  bluid  hath  made  me  white,  an'  his  nan'  shall  dry  my  e'e 

When  he  brings  me  hame  at  last  to  my  ain  countrie. 

3  Like  a  bairn  to  its  mithcr,  a  wee  birdie  to  its  nest, 

I  wad  fain  be  gangin'  noo  unto  my  Saviour's  breast; 

For  he  gathers  in  his  bosom  witless,  worthless  lambs  like  mc, 

An'  "  he  carries  them  himsel'  "  to  his  ain  countrie : 

lie's  faithfu'  that  hath  promised, — he'll  surely  come  again, — 

He'll  keep  liis  tryst  wi'  me,  at  what  hour  I  dinna  ken  ; 

But  he  bids  me  still  to  wait,  an'  ready  aye  to  be, 

To  gang  at  ony  moment  to  my  ain  countrie. 


HEAVEN 


47 


MY  AIN  COUXTKIE.— Concluded. 

4  So  I'm  watchin'  aye  and  singin'  o'  my  home  as  I  wait 
For  the  soun'm'  o'  his  footfa'  this  side  the  gowden  gate ; — 
God  gic  his  grace  to  ilk  ane  wha  listens  noo  to  me," 
That  we  may  a'  gang  in  gladness  to  our  ain  countrie  : 
The  earth  is  fleck'd  wi'  flowers, —  mony-tinted,  fresh  and  gay,- 
The  birdies  warble  blithely,  for  my  Father  made  them  sae ; 
But  these  siehts  an'  these  soun's  will  as  naething  be  to  me 
When  I  hear  the  angels  singin'  in  my  ain  couutrie. 


THE    HAPPY    LAND. 

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2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away ! 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand, — 

Why  still  delay  ? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  wc  shall  dwell  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye. 


3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land 

Beams  every  eye;* 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die; 
Oh,  then  to  glory  run, 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright  above  the  sun 

We'll  reign  for  aye. 


48 


H  E A V  EN 


CROWN  FOR  THE  YOUNG. 


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2  The  youthful  shall  stand  in  that  beauti- 
ful land, 
And  the  song  of  salvation  shall  sing ; 
And  the  infant  of  days  strike  its  harp  in 
the  praise 
Of  Immanuel,  its  Saviour  and  King. 
Ciio. — Yes,  yes,  &c. 


3  The  noble  of  birth,  and  the  poor  of  the 
earth, 
Both  the  man  and  the  youth  and  the 
child, 
If  in  Jesus  they  trust,  when   they  rise 
from  the  dust, 
Shall  be  crowned  in  the  land  undented. 
Cho. — Yes,  yes,  &c. 


H  E  A  V  E  N 


49 


ANGELS'   WELCOME. 
Duet. 


lowry. 


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And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  grow; 

this  ;                                                      !  I  would  not  recline  upon  roses  below ; 

1  look  fur  a  city  which  hands  have  not;  I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest 

piled,                                                   j  Till  I  find  them  for  ever  on  Jesus'  own 

I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  nndehled.  breast.— Cho. 
Cho.— 


5° 


HEAVEN. 


BEAUTIFUL  LAND. 


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51 


BEAUTIFUL  LAXD.— Concluded. 


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nes-tle  safe  in  Jesus'  fold,  In  the  beautiful  land,  the  beautiful  land  of  rest. 


2  Jerusalem,  forever  free,       lowby. 
Beautiful  land  of  rest, — 
The  soul's  sweet  home  of  liberty, 
Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
The  gyves  of  sin,  the  chains  of  woe, 
The  ransomed  there  will  never  know  : 
Jerusalem, 
The  beautiful  land  of  rest !  — Cho. 


3  Jerusalem,  forever  dear, 
Beautiful  land  of  rest, 
Thy  pearly  gates  almost  appear, 
Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
And  when  we  tread  thy  lovely  shore, 
"We'll  sing  the  song  we've  sung  before, — 
Jerusalem, 
The  beautiful  land  of  rest !— Cho. 


ERNAN.     L.  M. 


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In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  laud  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  sbadow,  falls  no  stain , 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 


3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

AVith  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 


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81 


HEAVEN. 


THE  BEAUTIFUL  WORLD.— Concluded. 


53 


GRALEY. 

But  there's  a  world  above  us 

More  beautiful  and  pure, 
Where  all  that's  bright  and  lovely 

For  ever  shall  endure  ; 
Xo  angry  storms  assail  it, 

No  blast  nor  sickly  blight, 
No  chilling  winds,  no  burning  heats, 

No  dark  and  dreary  night. — Cho. 


3  One  season,  bland  and  vernal, 

Shall  bless  that  hallowed  ground, 
And,  changeless  and  eternal, 

Shall  beauty  smile  around : 
From  hunger,  thirst  and  weakness 

The  ransomed  souls  are  free  ; 
They  drink  the  stream,  they  pluck  the 

Of  immortality. — Cho.  [fruit 


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82  MONTGOMERY. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul !  how  near, 
At  times,  to  Faith's  foreseeing  eye, 
The  golden  gates  appear ! 

3  Ah !  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love,— 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 


4  Yet  clouds  will  intervene, 

And  all  my  prospect  flies ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 

5  Anon  the  clouds  disperse, 

The  winds  and  waters  cease, 
While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 


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That  leadcth  to  the  gate, 
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To  souls  that  watch  and  wait; 
And,  at  the  time  appointed, 

A  messenger  comes  down, 
And  leads  the  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 


3  Their  sighs  are  lost  in  singing, 

They  're  blessed  in  their  tears ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging, 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears  : 
Death  like  an  angel  sccmeth — 

11  We  welcome  thee,"  they  cry  ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beamcth — 

Tis  life  for  them  to  die ! 


HEAVEN. 


55 


CANAAN.     C.  M. 


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84 

2  Yes,  happy  tho't !  when  we  are  free 

From  earthly  grief  and  pain, 
In  heaven  we  shall  each  other  see, 

And  never  part  again ; 

And  never  part  again, 

And  never  part  again ; 
In  heaven  we  shall  each  other  see. 

And  never  part  again. 


3  Then  let  us  each,  in  strength  divine, 

Still  walk  in  wisdom's  ways, 
That  we  with  those  we  love  may  join 

In  never-ending  praise ; 

In  never-ending  praise. 

In  never-ending  praise ; 
That  we  with  those  we  love  may  join 

In  never-ending  praise. 


56 


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NO   SORROW  THERE. 


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85 

1  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

Where  my  Redeemer  reigns ; 
Where  rapturous  songs  of  triumph 

rise, 
In  endless,  joyous  strains. 

There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 

2  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

The  saints'  eternal  home ; 
Where  palms  and  robes  and  crowns 

ne'er  fade, 
And  all  our  joys  are  one. 

There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 


4  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

The  greetings  there  we'll  meet : 

The  harps — the  songs  forever  ours- 

The  walks,  the  golden  streets. 

There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 


5  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, — 
That  promised  land  so  fair ; 
Oh,  how  my  raptured  spirit  Jongs 
To  be  forever  there ! 
There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 


HEAVEN 


57 


BEETHOVEN. 


ARK.  FROM  BEETHOVEN. 


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86  NEWTON. 

1  As  when  the  weary  trav'ller  gains 

The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if  'cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  tho'  distant  still. 

2  While  he  surveys  the  much-loved  spot 

He  sights  the  space  that  lies  between; 
His  past  fatigues  are  now  forgot, 
Because  his  journey's  end  is  seen. 

3  Thus  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 

By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

5  "  Tis  there,"  he  says,  "  I  am  to  dwell 
With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  shall  wipe  my  tears  away." 


87  KELLY. 

1  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here ;  " 

Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home ; 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer: 
"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

2  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here ;  " 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight : 
Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

3  Oh,  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where  pilgrims,  freed  from  toil,  are 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove,        [blest ! 
I'd  fly  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

4  But  hush,  my  soul!  nor  dare  repine; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best : 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


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Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor 
When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er ; 

Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor 
By  the  fair,  celestial  shore.— Cho. 

3  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 

Rolls  in  harmony  around, 

And  creation  swells  the  chorus, 

With  its  sweet  melodious  sound.— Cho. 


4  Shall  we  meet  with  many  a  loved  one, 
Torn  on  earth  from  our  embrace  ? 
Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? — Cho. 

;j  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour 
When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own  ? 
Shall  we  hear  him  bid  us  welcome, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne  ? — Cno. 


HEAVEN 


59 


o9   tune. — "Shining  Shore,"  key  of  G. 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
For  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 


2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, — 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. — Cho. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing, 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing.— Cho. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever,     [home, 
Our  King  says  come,  and  there's  our 
Forever,  oh,  forever! — cho. 


90         tune.—"  Oak,"  key  of  G. 

TAYLOR. 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, — 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand ; 
Heaven  is  my  Fatherland, — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage  ? 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 

Short  is  my  pilgrimage, — 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 


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Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last — 
Heaven  is  my  home. 


3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 
Heaven  is  my  home ; 
I  shall  be  glorified — 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best, 
And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest  ;— 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

tu>"e. — "  Azmon,"  p.  12. 


1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  Spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes : 

o  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 
flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


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2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus ; 

All  fulness  dwells  in  him  ; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem  : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 


3  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child  : 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  song. 


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1  Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
To  thy  pastures  lead  a  child, 
Where  the  tender  verdure  grows, 
Where  the  peaceful  streamlet  flows, 
Where  thy  flock,  from  danger  free, 
Hear  thy  voice  and  follow  thee. 

2  There,  beneath  thy  watchful  eye, 
They  are  safe,  tho'  danger's  nigh ; 
There,  enfolded  in  thy  arms, 
They  can  smile  at  rude  alarms ; 
Though  a  host  their  way  oppose, 
Thou  wilt  save  them  from  their  foes. 


3  When  the  vale  of  grief  they  tread, 
Thou  dost  mark  the  tears  they  shed ; 
By  their  side  in  pity  stand, 

Dry  the  tear  with  tender  hand ; 
Gently  quell  the  rising  fear, 
Make  it  sweet  to  suffer  there. 

4  Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
To  thy  pastures  lead  a  child ; 
Weak  and  helpless,  Lord,  I  am, 
Gather  in  a  wand 'ring  Iamb; 

Lest  from  thee  I  farther  stray, 
Take  me  to  thy  fold,  I  pray. 


62 


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2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring,  in  his  path,  to  birth  : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 


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1  When,  his  salvation  bringing, 

To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But,  as  he  rode  along, 
He  bade  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  Then  —  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still, — 
Though  now  as  King  he  rcigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill — 
We'll  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  sing  aloud,  llosanna! 

To  David's  royal  Son. 


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1  Oh  tell  me,  thou  life  and  delight  of  my  soul, 

Where  the  flock  of  thy  pasture  are  feeding ! 
I  seek  thy  protection,  I  need  thy  control, 
I  would  go  where  my  Shepherd  is  leading. 

2  Oh  tell  me  the  place  where  thy  flock  are  at  rest — 

Where  the  noontide  will  find  them  reposing! 
The  tempest  now  rages,  my  soul  is  distressed, 
And  the  pathway  of  peace  I  am  losing. 

3  Oh,  why  should  I  stray  with  the  flocks  of  thy  foes, 

'Mid  the  desert  where  now  they  are  roving, 
Where  hunger  and  thirst,  where  affliction  and  woes 
And  temptations  their  ruin  are  proving  ? 

4  Oh,  when  shall  my  foes  and  my  wanderings  cease, 

And  the  follies  that  fill  me  with  weeping"? 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel !  restore  me  that  peace 
Thou  dost  give  to  the  flock  thou  art  keeping. 

5  A  voice  from  the  Shepherd  now  bids  thee  return 

By  the  way  where  the  footprints  are  lying: 
No  longer  to  wander,  no  longer  to  mourn, 
Oh,  fair  one,  now  homeward  be  riving! 


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3  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock ;  his  strength  was 
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The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst; 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on  : 
I  ran,  and  raised  the  sufferer  up  :   [cup ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my 
Dipped,  and  returned  it  running  o'er — 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 


4  Then,  in  a  moment,  to  my  view 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise ; 

The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew ; 
My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes ! 

He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named ! 

"  Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed; 

These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be ; 

Fear  not !  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 


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2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing ! 


3  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within ! 
Thou  of  Life  the  Fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ! 

Rise  to  all  eternity ! 


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Well  may  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ ! 
Well  may  we  join  that  song  of  love 
First  sung  by  minstrels  from  above,  cho. 


100  THAYER. 

3  The  vision  faded  from  the  sight, 
Hushed  were  those  voices  of  the  night, 
And  brightly  dawned  upon  the  earth 
The  morning  of  our  Saviour's  birth  : 


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Lord  of  life,  yet  born  to  die ; 
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Born  to  rule  and  reign  on  high. 


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2  Heard  you  never  of  the  story 

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How  they  opened  all  their  treasure, 

Kneeling  to  that  infant  King, 
Gave  the  gold  and  fragrant  incense, 

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Was  the  bright  and  Morning  Star, 
He  who  came  to  light  the  Gentiles 

And  the  darkened  isles  afar  ? 
And  we  too  may  seek  his  cradle, 

There  our  hearts'  best  treasure  bring- 
Love  and  faith  and  true  devotion, 

For  our  Saviour,  God,  and  King. 


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2  To  thee  1  teL  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  oh!  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust : 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-scat  is  open  still, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat,— 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 


100  WESLEY. 

1  Speak  to  me,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  on  earth  I  rove ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  and  let  me  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  I  forget 

All  time  and  toil  and  care ; 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 

Thy  face,  0  God,  I  seek,— 
Attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

4  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  the€. 


72  PRAYER. 

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2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

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Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 


3  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will : 
My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


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73 


FLEMMING.     8s  &  6. 


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1  0  Holy  Saviour !  Friend  unseen, 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bid'st  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  changing 

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By  faith  to  cling  to  thee ! 

2  What  tho'  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove ; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 

3  Tho'  oft  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Life's   dreary  waste,  with  thorns  o'er- 

grown, 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone, 

Still  whispers, — "  Cling  to  me !  " 

4  Tho'  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside ; 
So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied 

The  soul  that  clings  to  thee  ! 


lOo  WHITTLES. 

1  I  ask  not  now  for  gold  to  gild 

With  mocking  shine,  an  aching  frame ; 
The  yearning  of  the  mind  is  stilled — 
I  ask  not  now  for  fame. 

2  But,  bowed  in  lowliness  of  mind, 

I  make  my  humble  wishes  known ; 
I  only  ask  a  will  resigned, 
0  Father,  to  thine  own. 

3  In  vain  I  task  my  aching  brain, 

In  vain  the  sage's  thoughts  I  scan ; 
I  only  feel  how  weak  I  am, 
How  poor  and  blind  is  man. 

4  And  now  my  spirit  sighs  for  home, 

And  longs  for  light  whereby  to  see ; 
And,  like  a  weary  child,  would  come, 
0  Father,  unto  thee. 


74  PRAYER. 

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2  With  thee,  when  dawn  comes  in, 

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Each  day  returning  to  begin 
With  thee,  my  God,  in  prayer. 

3  With  thee  amid  the  crowd 

That  throngs  the  busy  mart, 
To  hear  thy  voice,  'mid  clamor  loud, 
Speak  softly  to  my  heart : 

4  With  thee,  when  day  is  done, 

And  evening  calms  the  mind : 
The  setting  as  the  rising  sun 
With  thee  my  heart  would  find. 

5  With  thee,  when  darkness  brings 

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Calm  in  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Mine  eyelids  I  would  close. 


6  With  thee,  in  thee,  by  faith 
Abiding  I  would  be ; 
By  day,  by  night,  in  life,  in  death, 
I  would  be  still  with  thee. 

11 0  NEWTON. 

1  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ! 

The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 


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When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow ; 
When  we  mourn  the  lost,  the  dear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

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With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin ; 
When  the  spirit  shrinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 


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Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own ; 
Thon  hast  deigned  their  load  to  bear,— 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

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When  we  heave  the  parting  breath ; 
When  our  solemn  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 
Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head ; 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed ; 
Thou  hast  filled  a  mortal  bier,— 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 


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1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared ; 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


113  SANDYS. 

1  Thou,  who  art  enthroned  above, 
Thou,  by  whom  we  live  and  move ! 
Oh,  how  sweet,  with  joyful  tongue, 
To  resound  thy  praise  in  song ! 

2  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  sparkling  stars  arise, 
All  thy  favors  to  rehearse, 

And  give  thanks  in  grateful  verse. 

3  From  thy  works  our  joys  arise, 
0  thou  only  good  and  wise ! 
Who  thy  wonders  can  declare  ? 
How  profound  thy  counsels  are ! 

4  Warm  our  hearts  with  sacred  fire ; 
Grateful  fervors  still  inspire ; 

All  our  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
Ever  in  thy  praise  unite . 


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Oh,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day- 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me ! 

3  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 
I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath— 
Now,  Lord,  remember  me ! 


116 

1  In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  solid  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor, 
Too  mean  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Let  earth  and  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
Enduring  bliss  can  find. 

3  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  I  want ; 

Here  would  my  spirit  rest : 
Oh,  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  mc  fully  blest ! 


PRAYER 


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117  C.  "WESLEY. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest : 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive ! 
Speedily  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave ! 


3  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation, 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee ! 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 


118 


ANON. 


1  Holy  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 

I  should  live  to  thee  alone ; 
Year  by  year  thy  hand  hath  brought  me 

On  through  dangers  oft  unknown  : 
When  I  wandered,  thou  hast  found  me ; 

When  I  doubted,  sent  me  light ; 
Still  thine  arm  has  been  around  me, 

All  my  paths  were  in  thy  sight. 


2  I  would  trust  in  thy  protection, 

Wholly  rest  upon  thine  arm ; 
Follow  wholly  thy  direction, 

Thou  mine  only  guard  from  harm ! 
Keep  me  from  mine  own  undoing, 

Help  me  turn  to  thee  when  tried ; 
Still  my  footsteps,  Father,  viewing, 

Keep  me  ever  at  thy  side. 


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2  Our  contrite  spirits  pitying  see ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  pray  'r, 

May  we  our  wills  resign ; 
Nor  let  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness  still 
That  grants  it  or  denies. 


12  O  WATTS. 

1  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 

But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

3  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands— 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


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121 

2  Give  me  a  faith  shall  never  fail. 

One  that  shall  always  work  by  love ; 
And  then,  whatever  foes  assail, 

They  shall  but  higher  courage  move 
More  boldly  for  the  truth  to  strive, 
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3  A  heart  that,  when  my  days  are  glad, 
May  never  from  thy  way  decline, 
And  when  the  sky  of  life  grows  sad, 

May  still  submit  its  will  to  thine,— 
A  heart  that  loves  to  trust  in  thee, 
A  patient  heart,  create  in  me ! 


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1  We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  0  God ! 

Deep  as  the  boundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee. 

2  We  ask  not,  Father,  for  repose 

Which  comes  from  outward  rest, 
If  we  may  have,  through  all  life's  woes 
Thy  peace  within  our  breast : — 

3  That  peace  which  flows  serene  and  deep, 

A  river  in  the  soul, 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep, — 
God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole ! 

4  Such,  Father,  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whatc'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 
And  we  go  home  to  thee. 


123  RYLAND. 

1  O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same : 

May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name ! 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  what  is  found  in  thee ; 
I  must  have  all  things  and  abound 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  O  Lord,  I  cast,  my  care  on  thee, 

I  triumph  and  adore : 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 


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1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 
All  hallowed  be  thy  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 


2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

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Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not; 

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125 


1  My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name ! 

Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 

2  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies 

I  calmly  would  resign; 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just  and  wise- 
Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine ! 

3  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear ! 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 


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126 


HAMMOND. 


1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
Oh,  do  not  our  suit  disdain ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


\2T1  MERRICK. 

1  To  thy  pastures,  fair  and,  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  thy  charge, 
And  my  couch  with  tenderest  care, 
'Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  "When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 
With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, — 
This  my  guard,  and  that  my  guid. 

4  Coustant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend ; 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 


PRAYER. 


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2  Heaven  and  earth  by  him  were  made, 
All  is  by  his  sceptre  swayed ; 

What  are  we,  that  he  should  show 
So  much  love  to  us  below ! 

3  God,  the  merciful  and  good, 
Bought  us  with  the  Saviour's  blood ; 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  his  Spirit  pure. 

4  Sing,  my  soul,  adore  his  name ; 
Let  his  glory  be  thy  theme ; 
Praise  him  till  he  calls  thee  home, 
Trust  his  love  for  all  to  come. 


129  STOCKER. 

1  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 


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1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land ; 
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Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand ; 

Bread  of  heaven ! 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 


2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliverer ! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield ! 


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2  Our  years  are  like  the  shadows 

On  sunny  hills  that  lie, 
Or  grasses  in  the  meadows 

That  blossom  but  to  die ; 
A  sleep,  a  dream,  a  story 

By  strangers  quickly  told, 
An  unremaining  glory 

Of  thing  that  soon  are  old. 

3  0  thou  who  canst  not  slumber, 

Whose  light  grows  never  pale, 
Teach  us  aright  to  number 

Our  years  before  they  fail : 
On  us  thy  mercy  lighten, 

On  us  thy  goodness  rest, 
And  let  thy  Spirit  brighten 

The  heart  thyself  hast  blest. 


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132 

1  Go,  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go,  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go,  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go,  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go,  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Put  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And,  in  God's  presence  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee. 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name, 


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133  WATTS. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 
And  saves  me  from  the  threat'ning 
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3  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name ; 
Awake  my  tongue !  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


134 


WRAXGHAM. 


1  Eternal  God,  celestial  King ! 

Exalted  be  thy  glorious  name ; 
Let  hosts  in  heaven  thy  praises  sing, 
And  saints  on  earth  thy  love  proclaim. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed  on  thee,  my  God ! 

I  rest  my  hope  on  thee  alone ; 
I'll  spread  thy  sacred  truths  abroad, 
To  all  mankind  thy  love  make  known. 

3  Awake,  my  tongue !  awake,  my  lyre ! 

With  morning's  earliest  dawn  arise ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  my  soul  inspire, 
And  swell  your  music  to  the  skies. 

4  With  those  who  in  thy  grace  abound, 

To  thee  I'll  raise  my  thankful  voice; 
While  every  land,  the  earth  around, 
Shall  hear,  and  in  thy  name  rejoice. 


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1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 

If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer, — 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer, — 
God  is  present  everywhere. 


136 

1  Source  of  light  and  life  divine, 
Thou  didst  cause  the  light  to  shine ; 
Thou  didst  bring  thy  sunbeams  forth 
O'er  thy  new  created  earth. 

2  Shade  of  night  and  morning  ray 
Took  from  thee  the  name  of  Day  : 
Now  again  the  shades  are  nigh, 
Listen  to  our  mournful  cry. 

3  May  we  ne'er,  by  guilt  depressed, 
Lose  the  way  to  endless  rest ; 
May  no  thoughts  impure  and  vain 
Draw  our  souls  to  earth  again. 

4  Rather  lift  them  to  the  skies, 
Where  our  dear-bought  treasure  lies ; 
Help  us  in  our  daily  strife, 

Make  us  struggle  into  life. 


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Calm  in  the  hour  of  pain, 
Calm  in  my  poverty  or  wealth, 

Calm  in  my  loss  or  gain  ;— 


Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm, 

Soft  resting  on  thy  breast ; 
Soothe  me  with  holy  hymn  and  psalm, 

And  bid  my  spirit  rest. 


PRAYER . 


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138 


tuxe.- "Bethany,"  key  of  G. 


S.F.  ADAMS. 


1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee : 
Ev'n  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
|| :  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, :  || 
Nearer  to  thee. 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 

Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be, 

|| :  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  :  || 

Nearer  to  thee. 


3  There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  up  to  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
|| :  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, : 
Nearer  to  thee. 


4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 
Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs, 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
||  :  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, :  || 
Nearer  to  thee. 


5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing, 
Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot 

Upward  I  fly ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
|| :  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  || : 
Nearer  to  thee. 

139    Tuhb.— "  Xaomi,"  key  of  D. 

STEELE. 

1  Father  ,'whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  let  me  live  to  thee. 


3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  thro'  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

140         Totib.— ftMartyn,"p.  65. 

GRANT 

1  Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee ; 
When  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes ; 
Oh !  by  all  thy  pain  and  woe, 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  us,  when  to  thee  we  cry. 


92 


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2  To  God  for  our  armor  we'll  not  fail  to  go 
He'll  clothe  us  with  truth  and  with  righteousness  too ; 
The  "  gospel  of  peace  "  shall  our  footsteps  attend, 

And  the  good  "shield  of  faith  "from  all  harm  shall  defend. — Cho. 

3  Salvation  our  helmet,  the  Bible  our  sword, 
Through  wily  our  foes,  we  are  "  strong  in  the  Lord ;  " 
While  watehing  and  praying  our  armor  keeps  bright, 
Our  Jesus  will  help  us  to  stand  for  the  right. — Cho. 


M  ISCELLANEOUS 
ST.  THOMAS.    S.  M. 


93 


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142  C.   WESLEY. 

1  0  God !  my  Strength,  my  Hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care — 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hearest  prayer. 

2  Oh,  for  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  eye 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly. 

3  Lord,  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove. 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide, 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 


143  XEBLE. 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 

For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 

Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul. 

He  doth  himself  impart ; 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek, 

May  ours  this  blessing  be ; 
Oh,  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  thee ! 


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1  Heavenly  Father,  to  whose  eye 
Future  things  unfolded  lie, 
Through  the  desert  where  I  stray, 
Let  thy  counsels  guide  my  way. 

2  Lord,  uphold  me  day  by  day, 
Shed  a  light  upon  my  way, 

Guide  me  through  perplexing  snares, 
Care  for  me  in  all  my  cares. 

3  All  I  ask  for  is  —  enough ! 
Only,  when  the  way  is  rough, 
Let  thy  rod  and  staff  impart 
Strength  and  courage  to  my  heart. 

4  Should  thy  wisdom,  Lord,  decree 
Trials  long  and  sharp  for  me, 
Pain  or  sorrow,  care  or  shame, 
Father,  glorify  thy  name ! 


5  Let  me  neither  faint  nor  fear, 
Feeling  still  that  thou  art  near; 
In  the  course  my  Saviour  trod, 
Tending  still  to  thee,  my  God. 

140  NEWTOIf 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer ! 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 

Who  regards  our  humble  cries. 


MISC  ELLANEOUS . 
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2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat : 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

147  WATT    . 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 


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It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road ; 
I  hate  n>y  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God ! 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


96 


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GUSTAVUS.     lis. 


AER.  BY  C.  P.  MORRISON. 

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2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though  I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  Guardian  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er ; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head ; 
Oh,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 

Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
I  seek  —  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn  — thy  kingdom  of  love. 


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2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ! 
Traveller,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends ! 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller,  ages  are  its  own ; 

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For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn  ! 
Traveller,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  arc  withdrawn  : 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home ! 
Traveller,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 


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1  God  is  my  strong  salvation ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  Light,  my  Help  is  near : 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance 

When  faint  and  desolate  : 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 


lol  BONAR. 

1  No  seas  again  shall  sever, 

No  desert  intervene, 
No  deep,  sad-flowing  river 

Shall  roll  its  tide  between : 
Love  and  unsevcrcd  union 

Of  soul  with  those  we  love, — 
Nearness  and  glad  communion, 

Shall  be  our  joy  above. 

2  No  dread  of  wasting  sickness, 

No  thought  of  ache  or  pain, 
No  fretting  hours  of  weakness, 

Shall  mar  our  peace  again  : 
No  death,  our  homes  o'ershading, 

Shall  e'er  our  harps  unstring; 
For  all  is  life  unfading 

In  presence  our  King! 


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On  this  wild  rocky  shore  ; 
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And  surges  swell  no  more : 
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My  soul  for  that  calm  day; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 


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And  he  shall  come  again, 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 

That  we  witb  him  may  reign  : 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  glad  day  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 


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Our  promised  bliss  above ; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  When  heart  and  flesh,  0  Lord,  shall  fail, 

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1  Almighty  Father  of  mankind  ! 
On  thee  my  hopes  remain ; 
And  when  the  day  of  trouble  comes, 
I  shall  not  trust  in  vain. 


2  In  early  years  thou  wast  my  guide, 

And  of  my  youth  the  friend , 

And,  as  my  days  began  with  thee, 

With  thee  my  days  shall  end. 

3  Therefore,  in  life  I'll  trust  to  thee ; 

In  death  I  will  adore ; 
And  after  death  will  sing  thy  praise, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


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2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 


lOO  ALLEX. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ; 

Life,  and  health,  and  peace  posessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  my  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ; 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

3  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven 

While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven, — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

4  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Live  deriving  from  his  death. 


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1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ! 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 


5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


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STEELE. 


1  O  Gracious  God !  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

2  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

3  Oh,  keep  me  in  the  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ! 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 


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1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 

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Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply, 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 


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1  Father  of  mercies !  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

4  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord ! 

Be  thou  forever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  vi:w  my  Saviour  there. 


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I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
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3  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not— I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul, —  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, — 
I'll  never— no,  never—  no.  never  forsake !  " 


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Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

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Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

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3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies, 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  endure, 
Thy  promise  stand  forever  sure ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
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1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come,  [night; 
We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 


2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Tho'  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  iill  the  way. 


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1  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled : 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 

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2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild  : 
Tie  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished, and  faint,  and  lone; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 

lie  saved  the  wandering  one. 


3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is ; 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  hie  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole  : 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold  : 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  Yoice, 

I  love,  I  love  his  home ! 


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2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brightest  flames  arrayed, 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere. 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 


166  WALLACE. 

1  There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 

Beneath  the  wing  of  night ; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sinks  fhe  beams  of  light." 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 

When  human  strength  gives  way; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

3  But  there's  a  pow'r  which  man  can  wield, 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

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Through  Jesus  to  the  throne,    L\vorld, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the 
To  bring  salvation  down  ! 


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2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever- rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  Bons  away , 
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Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home ! 


lOO  DODDRIDGE. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 

And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour!  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 


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2  Great  God !  I  would  not  ask  to  see 
What  in  my  coming  life  shall  be ; 
Enough  for  me  if  love  divine, 

At  length  thro'  every  cloud  shall  shine. 

3  Are  darkness  and  distress  my  share  ? 
Then  let  me  trust  thy  guardian  care ; 
If  light  and  bliss  attend  my  days, 
Then  let  my  future  hours  be  praise. 

4  Yet  this  my  soul  desires  to  know, 
Be  this  my  only  wish  below : 

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1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
I  safely  passed  the  silent  night; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 


2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour; 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoiced  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee. 

3  Oh,  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread ; 

And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze, 

When  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

•i  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend  ; 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away  ; 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes : 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 


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1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

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A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, — 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head ; 

He  brings  salvation  near ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ; 

What  can  withstand  his  will  ? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  : 

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Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 


172 

1  I  worship  thee,  sweet  Will  of  God ! 

And  all  thy  ways  adore ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  Man's  weakness,  waiting  upon  God, 

Its  end  can  never  miss ; 
For  men  on  earth  no  work  can  do 
More  angel-like  than  this. 

3  111  that  God  blesses  is  our  good, 

And  unblest  good  is  ill ; 
And  all  is  right  that  seems  most  wrong, 
If  it  be  his  dear  will. 

4  I  have  no  cares,  O  blessed  Will ! 

For  all  my  cares  are  thine ; 
I  live  in  triumph,  Lord !  for  thou 
Hast  made  thy  triumphs  mine. 


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Nearer  to  leave  the  cross, 

And  nearer  to  the  crown ; 
But  lying  dark  between, 

And  winding  through  the  night, 
The  deep  and  unknown  stream 

Crossed  ere  we  reach  the  light. 

3  Father,  confirm  my  trust; 

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Upon  the  shore  of  death : 

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174 


1  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be  ! 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand, — 

Choose  out  the  path  for  mc  : 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot, — 

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2  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth  : 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  my  strength, 

My  Wisdom  and  my  All. 


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1  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
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Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 


3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 
As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 


4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
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I/O  BAKBAULD. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


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2  What  though  we  are  but  strangers 

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And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go  ? 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there's  a  rest  above  ; 
And  onward  still  we're  pressing, 

To  reach  that  land  of  love. 

178  HAWI 

1  To  thee,  0  blessed  Saviour, 

My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings ! 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

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.My  voice,  in  supplication, 

'Well-pleased  the  Lord  shall  hear : 
Oh  !  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 


3  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

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With  heavenly  hosts  escorted, 

Up  to  thy  bright  abode  : 
Then  cast  ray  crown  before  thee, 

And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
Unceasingly  adore  thee  : 

What  could  an  angel  more. 


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FEDERAL  STREET.     L.  M. 


H.  K.  OLIVER. 


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1  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower- 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ! 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace !  be  ever  nigh, 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Then  gentle  Patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  Hope  revives  again ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  Sorrow's  eye, 
And  Faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 


180  BO  WRING. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When    listening    thousands    gathered 
round, 
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2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he 

spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Un vailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest:" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest! 


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2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng ; 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them. 

The  daylight  is  serene ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast : 
And  they  who,  with  thek  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
For  ever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

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The  beautiful  of  lands  ; 
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A  6ilent  sentry  stands ; 


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Are  mortal  nevermore. 


2  Though  dark  and  drear  the  passage 

That  leadeth  to  the  gate, 
Yet  grace  comes  with  the  message, 

To  souls  that  watch  and  wait ; 
And  at  the  time  appointed 

A  messenger  comes  down, 
And  leads  the  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 

3  Their  sighs  arc  lost  in  singing, 

They're  blessed  in  their  tears ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging, 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears  : 
Death"  like  an  angel  scemeth ; 

M  We  welcome  thee,"  they  cry ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beameth— 

'Tis  life  for  them  to  die  ! 


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LONGFELLOW. 


JACKMAN.       1874. 


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2  Art  is  long,  and  time  is  fleeting, 

And  our  hearts,  tho'  stout  and  brave, 
Still  like  muffled  drums  are  beating 

Funeral  marches  to  the  grave : 
In  the  world's  broad  field  of  battle, 

In  the  bivouac  of  Life, 
Be  not  like  dumb  driven  cattle ! 

Be  a  hero  in  the  strife ! 


3  Lives  of  great  men  all  remind  us 

We  can  make  our  lives  sublime, 
And,  departing,  leave  behind  us 

Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time  : 
Let  us,  then,  be  up  and  doing, 

With  a  heart  for  any  fate ; 
Still  achieving,  still  pursuing, 

Learn  to  labor  and  to  wait ! 


*  Called"  Our  Corner-Stone,"  in  "  Songs  op  Praise.' 
E.  "W.  Abbott,  M.  D. 


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MORNING.     L.  M. 


117 


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2  New-bom,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 
Once  more  with  awe  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  pow'r, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee. 

3  Oh,  guide  me  thro'  the  various  maze 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day ; 

Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 


185 


C.  ELLIOT. 


1  My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 

Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say : 
"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done !  " 

2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  longer  nigh ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply  : 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done !" 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize, — it  ne'er  was  mine; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine  : 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  wiJl  be  done. !  " 

4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done !  " 


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2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow — kind  the  storm 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  to  thy  control ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 
And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 


187  KELLY. 

1  Our  toils  and  conflicts  cease 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ! 
We  there  shall  dwell  in  endless  peace, 
And  never  hunger  more. 

2  There,  in  celestial  strains, 

Enraptured  myriads  sing ; 
There  love  in  every  bosom  reigns, 
For  God  himself  is  King. 

3  We  soon  shall  join  the  throng, 

Their  pleasure  we  shall  share, 
And  sing  the  everlasting  song 
With  all  the  ransomed  there. 


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No  want  shall  turn  me  back ; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack : 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim : 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  arc  before  me, 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  mc, 
Where  darkest  clouds  have  been  : 


My  hope  I  cannot  measure ; 

My  path  to  life  is  free ; 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

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1  The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  In  golden  splendor  dawning, 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break; 
Oh,  on  the  last  bright  morning, 
May  I  in  glory  wake ! 


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2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, — 
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When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

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Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

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His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death — 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  O  thou  by  whom  we  come  to  God — 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way  ; 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 


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BEDDOME. 


1  Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  case, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourning  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear ; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  sigh, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 
Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes, 
Who  once  for  sinners  died. 


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1  He  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought, 
Oh,  word  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea, — 
Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me.    , 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine ; 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 


4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  by  thy  grace  the  victory's  won, 
Ev'n  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 


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1  I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 

Where  thou,  almighty  One,  dost  move ; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  flings 

O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 

I'll  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  re- 
prove ; 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

4  Yes,  God  is  love ;— a  thought  like  this, 

Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 


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1  Give  us  faith,  we  pray  thee,  Lord ; 
May  we  rest  upon  thy  word : 
"When  our  best  supports  have  failed, 
When  by  sudden  need  assailed, 

Give  the  strength  thy  presence  brings, 
Hide  us  'neath  thy  mighty  wings. 

2  Give  us  love,  we  pray  thee,  Lord ; 
Make  our  every  act  and  word 
Show  a  Christ-like  heart  and  mind, — 
Sweet,  unselfish,  meek  and  kind ; 
Serving  thee  by  loving  care 

Of  thy  children  everywhere. 


3  Give  us  hope,  O  Lord  we  pray, 
Strong  to  see  the  glorious  day 
Breaking  through  the  darkest  night, 
Gilding  every  cloud  with  light, — 

.-Radiant  with  a  joy  divine, 
May  we  show  that  we  are  thine ! 

4  Grant  these  blessings,  Lord,  we  pray, 
Then  no  doubt  shall  cloud  our  way ; 
Constant  be  our  works  of  love, 
Looking  to  our  rest  above, 

When,  by  loving  trust  in  thee, 
We  may  hope  thy  nice  to  see. 


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My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
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1  When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 
The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 

0  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine ! 
Oh,  chase  the  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day  ! 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors 

close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 
With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest; 
And,  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
Oh,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 


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ANNIVERSARY   HYMN. 
[Sung  on  the  Twenty-Third  Anniversary  of  the  Female  High  School,.  Newburyport,  Mass.] 


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2  Our  hands  are  linked  and  dread  to  part, 

Our  hearts  with  sadness  swell, 
For  since  we've  met  from  day  to  day 
And  passed  such  happy  hours  away, 

Tis  hard  to  say,  farewell ! 

3  The  future  waits,  'mid  visions  bright, 

Our  destiny  to  tell ; 
Our  paths  henceforth  wide  severed  are, 
And  faltering  lips  still  linger,  ere 

We  say  the  word,  farewell ! 

4  Dear  teachers  all,  beneath  whose  care 

Tis  ours  no  more  to  dwell, 


To  us  will  memory  often  bear 
Your  kindly  words  :  still  let  us  share 
Your  loving  thoughts — farewell ! 

5  We  backward  gaze  into  the  past, 

And  dread  to  break  the  spell, 
Dear  sharers  in  the  toil  and  rest, 
The  sacred  hours  of  all  most  blest, 

We  now  must  say  farewell ! 

6  Farewell,  farewell! — may  God  above, 

Whose  gifts  all  gifts  excel, 
Crown  every  life  with  richest  love, 
And  bring  our  souls  with  joy  to  prove 

In  heaven  there's  no  farewell ! 


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(Concord  High  School,  1869.) 

2  You  with  helpful  hands  who  led  us, 

Making  bright  our  happy  stay, 
Much  of  joy  and  little  sorrow, 

Be  the  portion  of  your  way ; 
And  when  weary  with  the  burden, 

Of  the  noontide,  may  you  meet 
Shadowy  palms  and  wells  of  Elim, 

Yielding  rest  to  way-worn  feet. 

3  Reapers  ready  for  the  harvest, 

Work  is  waiting  for  us  all ; 
And  the  hours  arc  few  and  precious 
Ere  the  evening  shadows  fall : 


Bravely,  gladly  let  us  enter 
On  the  work  to  each  assigned, 

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Strength  for  future  trials  find . 


4  When  the  Master  calls  his  lab'rers, 

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Bearing  sheaves  of  golden  grain,— 
At  the  last,  a  band  united, 

May  we  hear  the  sentence  blest : — 
"  Well  done,  good  and  faithful  servants, 

Enter  ye  into  my  rest." 


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MISS  NELLIE  F.  BAKER. 


(Salem  Normal  School,  Jan.,  1872.) 

1  Hand  in  hand  we've  travelled  onward, 

Never  fainting  by  the  way  ; 
Now  our  hearts  are  beating  sadly, 

As  we  sing  our  parting  lay  : 
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2  Farewell !  farewell !  tho'  we  never 

Meet  on  this  fair  earth  once  more, 
Each  must  do  her  life-work  boldly, 

Looking  toward  the  golden  shore  : 
Heavenly  Father,  ever  guide  us 

In  the  straight  and  narrow  way, 
To  that  land  of  life  and  beauty, 

To  that  everlasting  day 


2,(j2i  MISS  HELEN  L.  HAM. 

(Salem  Normal  School,  July,  1874.) 

1  Ere  the  parting  word  is  spoken, — 

Many  tender  ties  to  break, — 
Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  blessing, 

For  thy  love  and  mercy's  sake : 
As  together  thou  hast  kept  us, 

Guiding  by  thy  gracious  will, 
In  the  dim  and  unknown  future 

Still  thy  promised  word  fulfil. 

2  Thy  rich  mercy  ever  pleading, 

Resting  in  thy  wondrous  love, — 
Keep,  oh,  keep  us  all  from  straying, 

From  the  path  that  leads  above  : 
Then,  when  all  life's  toil  is  ended, — 

Severed  every  earthly  tie, — 
May  we  meet,  once  more  united, 

Nevermore  to  say,  "  Good-bye !  " 


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204  MISS  F.  B.  WISE. 

(Tilden  Ladies'  Seminary,  West  Lebanon, 
N.  H.,  1871.) 

2  'Tis  oft  amid  earth's  festive  scenes 

Is  heard  the  heavy  knell ; 
Those  closely  bound  in  ties  of  love 
Must  sometimes  say  farewell, 

3  The  tender  clasp,  the  tearful  glance, 

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A  leader  be  alway. 

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Be  found  at  God's  right  hand. 

205  MISS  JENNIE  E.  STRAW. 

(Concord  High  School,  June,  1875.) 
1  For  many  seasons  we  have  met, 
To  part  in  joyful  way  ; 


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Whose  memory  fills  life's  May. 

2  But  now  the  final  meeting  comes, 

The  final  parting  sad, 
And  we  must  hide  away  our  past, 
Our  school-day  life  so  glad. 

3  A  class-mate's  hand  we  give  to  all, 

To  seal  the  low  "farewell," 
And  drop  a  tear  upon  the  word, 
Its  import  sad  to  tell. 

4  0  God !  from  whom  all  blessings  come, 

We  beg  thy  guiding  grace ; 

Go  with  us  as  we  scatter  wide, 

Life's  sterner  scenes  to  face. 

5  Watch  o'er  and  bring  us  home  at  last, 

Thy  pupils  e'er  to  be. 
And,  gentle  Past,  a  long  farewell— 
A  sad  farewell  to  thee. 


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(Manchester  High  School,  1873.) 

2  Sweetest  memories  we  will  treasure, 

Of  this  home  to  us  so  dear, — 
Of  the  place  where  oft  we've  gathered 

In  the  Springtime  of  life's  year; — 
Of  the  friends  so  true  and  loving, 

That  have  cheered  us  on  our  way, — 
To  them  all,  though  prized  so  highly, 

We  must  say  farewell  to-day. 

3  Yet,  though  sad,  we'll  go  forth  bravely, 

Strong  to  labor  for  the  right ; 
And  whate'er  is  undertaken 

Shall  be  done  with  all  our  might : 
Here  no  longer  may  we  linger, 

In  this  home  we  love  so  well ; 
And  though  hearts  are  sad  at  parting, 

We  must  say  our  last  farewell ! 

^Oi  MISS  SUSAN  H.  SLOCVM. 

(Providence  High  School.) 

I  Softly  now  the  shadows  gather 
Over  all  to  us  most  dear, 
While  with  saddened  hearts  we  linger, 
For  the  parting  given  here  ;— 


For  the  parting  which,  consigning 
Golden  hours  to  mem'ry's  spell, 

Tells  our  band  must  widely  sever, 
When  we  speak  the  word  farewell ! 

In  our  hearts  sweet  visions  only 

Of  the  past  are  there  to-day, 
And  of  those  whose  hands  have  led  us 

Safely  on  in  learning's  way  : 
May  the  love  we  bear  them  ever 

Fadeless  as  fame's  laurels  be, 
And  the  light  that  they  have  left  us 

Last  to  all  eternity  ! 

2  On  the  threshold  we  are  pausing, 

A  sking  for  the  Father's  care,— 
That  he'd  guide  into  life's  haven 

All  whose  labors  we  now  share ; 
And  that,  when  our  sun  is  setting, 

For  us  sounds  the  parting  knell, 
We  may  meet,  a  band  unbroken. 

Nevermore  to  say  fore  well ! 


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MISS  EMILY  P.  HIDDEN. 


-2  Yes,  we  part ;  and  while  before  us 

Lie  the  welcome  future  years, 
Yet  your  voices  thrill  the  chorus 

Like  the  sound  of  falling  tears  : 
Though  you  walk  no  more  beside  us, 

One  there  is  who  ever  will; 
Though  our  teachers  cease  to  guide  us, 

His'dear  hand  is  o'er  us  still. 

School. — Still  to  you  our  hearts  are  clinging, 
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|| :  Hear  our  sorrowful <;  Farewells  ! " :  || 

Class. — 3  We"  would  seek  no  earthly  treasure, — 

Not  to  reach  the  heights  of  Fame, — 
Not  inglorious  ease  or  pleasure, 

Not  ourselves  shall  be  our  aim ; 
Ours  a  life  of  self-denial, 

Ready  any  cross  to  take, — 
Fighting  wrong,  enduring  trial, 

For  the  blessed  Master's  sake. 

School. — He  whose  love  is  ever  o'er  you, — 

Whose  the  name  and  cross  you  bear, — 
Will  reward,  in  years  before  you, 
|| :  While  you  nobly  do  and  dare. :  || 

Class. — 1  When  we  reach  our  home  in  glory, 

When  our  warfare  all  is  done — 
When  we  look  back  o'er  the  story 

Of  the  victories  we  have  won ; — 
When  the  links,  that  here  must  sever, 

Of  this  frail  and  changing  love, 
Shall  united  be  forever 

In  the  heavenly  rest  above  : 

Class  &  School.— Then,  with  raptured  voices  ringing 
Sweeter  far  than  earth  has  known, 
Shall  we  join  the  chorus,  singing 
II :  Praise  before  the  great  white  throne. :  g 


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PARTING. 


FAREWELL   HYMN. 
[Sung  at  Commencement  of  Athenseum  Seminary  for  Young  Ladies,  Brooklyn,  N.  Y.,1874.] 


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MRS.  GEO.  N.  BIGELOW. 


2  May,  we  thro'  mercies  past, 

Trustful  be  made ; 
Life  will  before  us  cast 

Sunshine  and  shade ; 
E'en  tho'  the  future  bright 

Call  like  a  silver  bell, 
Grieve  we  to  say  to-night : 

"  Farewell !— farewell !  " 


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Thy  watchful  care ; 
Till,  on  the  blissful  shore, 

Ever  thy  praise  we  tell ; 
There  shall  we  nevermore 

Utter—"  Farewell !  " 


PARTING.  I39 

PARTING  SONG.  miss  a.  m.  guernsey. 

(Normal  School,  Randolph,  Vermont.) 
2A  O  tu^e.-"  Shall  ice  gather  at  the  Paver?  "    Key  of  e(j. 

1  Yet  once  more  in  tuneful  chorus 

Shall  our  voices  blend  in  song ; — 

Breezes,  float  the  murmurs  o'er  us, 

Echoes  sweet,  the  strains  prolong. 

Cho.— Yes,  we  praise  the  glorious  Giver, 

The  bountiful,  the  bountiful  Giver, — 
Pray  Him  that  His  love  keep  forever 
And  bless  our  severed  band ! 

2  Classmates,  we  have  joyed  together, — 

We  have  sorrowed,  hand  in  hand, — 
One  more  song  before  we  sever, — 

Met  to-night  a  parting  band. 
Cho. — Yes,  we  praise  the  glorious  Giver,  &c. 

3  Thrill  our  hearts  with  earnest  longings, 

Words  are  powerless  all  to  tell ; — 
Thousand  hopes  and  wishes  thronging, — 
Classmates,  teachers,  friends,  farewell ! 
Cho.— Yes,  we  praise  the  Glorious  Giver,  &c. 

AULD  LANG  SYNE  AT  SCHOOL. 

211 

1  Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forgot, 

And  never  brought  to  mind  ? 
Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forgot, 

And  days  of  auld  lang  syne  ? 
Cho. — For  auld  lang  syne  at  school, 
For  auld  lang  syne, 
We'll  have  a  thought  of  kindness  yet, 
For  auld  lang  syne. 

2  We  oft  have  cheered  each  other's  task 

From  morn  till  day's  decline ; 
But  memory's  night  shall  never  rest 

On  auld  lang  syne. 
Cho. — For  auld  lang  syne,  &c. 

3  Then  take  the  hand  that  now  is  warm, 

Within  a  hand  of  thine ; 
No  distant  day  shall  loose  the  grasp 

Of  auld  lang  syne. 
Cho.— For  auld  lang  syne,  &c. 


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2  My  native,  country,  thee— 
Land  of  the  noble  free— 

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I  love  tby  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills : 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  Freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  spund  prolong. 


214  D  WIGHT. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 

Through  storm  and  night; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  countiy  save 

By  thy  great  might ! 

2  For  her  our  prayers  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies, 

On  him  we  wait ; 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State  ! 


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Let  not  thy  wrath  in  its  terror  awaken  ; 
Give  to  us  pardon  and  peace,  O  Lord ! 

2  So  will  thy  people,  with  thankful  devotion, 

Praise  him  who  saved  them  from  peril  and  sword, 
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1  O  come,  let  us  sing  un-  |  to  the  |  Lord ; 

Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  |  our  sal- 1  vation. 

2  Let  us  come  before  His  presence  |  with  thanks- 1  giving; 
And  show  ourselves  |  glad  in  |  Him  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great —  |  God ; 
And  a  great  |  King  a-  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4  In  His  hands  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  I  earth 
And  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  J  His —  |  also. 

5  The  sea  is  His,  |  and  He  |  made  it ; 

And  His  hands  pre-  |  pared  the  |  dry —  |  land. 

6  O  come,. let  us  worship,  |  and  fall  |  down; 
And  kneel  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord,  our  |  Maker : 

7  For  He  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God ; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  His  pasture,  and  the  |  sheep  of  |  His—  |  hand. 

8  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  of  |  holiness ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  in  |  awe  of  |  Him : 

9  For  He  cometh,  for  He  cometh,  to  |  judge  the  |  earth ; 

And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world,  and  the  |  people  |  with  His  j  truth. 

Glorv  be  to  the  Father,  and  j  to  the  |  Son, 

And"|  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost;' 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  |  shall  be, 

World  j  without  |  end.    A-  |  men. 


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2  He  restoreth  my  soul ;  he  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for  his  | 

name's—  |  sake.  ||  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the  shadow  of 
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house  of  the  |  Lord,  for  |  ever.  ||  A-  |  men.  || 


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3  Shall  we  meet  in  |  yonder  |  city, 

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Where  the  walls  are  j  all  of  |  jasper, 
Built  by  j  workmanship  J  divine  ? 

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5  Shall  we  meet  with  |  many  a  )  loved  one 

Who  was  torn  from  |  our  em-  j  brace  ? 
Shall  we  listen  j  to  their  j  voices, 
And  behold  them  |  face  to  |  face  ? 

6  Shall  we  meet  with  |  Christ  our  |  Saviour 

When  he  comes  to  |  claim  his  j  own  ? 
Shall  we  knew  his  |  blessed  |  favor. 
And  sit  down  up-  j  on  his  |  throne  ? 


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C  ONTENTS. 


Dedication » *Page  % 

Preface "  3 

Opening  Chant "  4 

Doxology "  4 

Praise Hymns  1-52 

Morning  and  Evening "  53-72 

Heaven "  73-91 

Christ "  92-99 

Christmas "  100-103 

Prayer "  104-140 

Miscellaneous "  141-197 

Anniversary  And  Parting "  198-211 

Temperance "  212 

National "  213-215 

Chants  and  Doxologies "  216-221 


Index  of  First  Lines. 


157 


—t>SV<i— 


Hymn, 

A  few  more  years 152 

A  glory  gilds  the 146 

A  poor,  wayfaring  man •  •  •  •     98 

Abide  with  me 72 

All  hail  the  power 49 

Almighty  Father  of 154 

Almighty  Maker,  God 38 

As  mist  envelopes.. 204 

As  when  the  weary 86 

Awake,  my  soul,  and 59 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch 168 

Awake,  my  tongue 7 

Behold  the  throne 110 

Behold,  where  in  a 24 

Be  Thou  exalted,  0  my  God ! 8 

Bless,  0  my  soul! 12 

Blest  arc  the  pure 143 

Blest  be  Thou,  0  God! 5 

Brightest  and  best 102 

Calm  me,  my  God 137 

Calm  on  the  listening 159 

Children  of  the  heavenly 112 

Christ  is  born 101 

Come,  let  us  lift 16 

Come,  my  soul,  thy 175 

Come,  0  my  soul 44 

"  Come,"  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice. . . .  176 

Come,  sound  His  praise 9 

Come,  Thou  Almighty 28 

Come,  ye  that  know 23 

Comrades,  in  our  closing 203 

Dear  Refuge  of  my 104 

Ere  the  parting  word 202 

Eternal  God,  celestial 134 

Fading,  still  fading 71 

Faithful,  O  Lord 40 

Faithful  Shepherd,  meek 93 

Father,  in  heaven 58 

Father,  infinite  in  love 198 

Father  of  mercies 160 

Father,  whate'er 139 

For  a  season  called 145 

For  many  seasons 205 

Forth  in  Thy  name 54 

From  all  that  dwell 50 

From  every  earthly , 177 

Give  thanks  to  God 3 

Give  us  faith,  we  pray 194 

Glory  be  to  the  Father 217,220 

Glory  to  God  on  high 29 


Hymn. 

Glory  to  Thee,  my  God 62 

God  bless  our  native  land 214 

God  is  my  strong e  > . . . .  150 

God  of  my  life,  through 35 

God  of  my  life,  to  Thee 43 

God  of  the  morning 53 

God,  the  All-Merciful 215 

Go,  when  the  morning 132 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love 129 

Great  God,  we  sing 1 

Guide  me,  O  Thou.. 130 

Hail,  to  the  Lord's 94 

Hand  in  hand 201 

Heavenly  Father,  Sovereign 41 

Heavenly  Father,  to 144 

He  leadeth  me 192 

Here,  in  the  body 82 

High  in  the  heavens 11 

Holy  Father,  Thou 118 

How  firm  a  foundation 161 

How  shall  the  young 147 

How  pleasant  thus 84 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly 157 

How  sweetly  flowed 180 

I  am  far  frac  my 75 

I  ask  not  now > 108 

I  cannot  always 193 

I  know  that  my 171 

I  lay  my  sins 92 

I  love  to  sing 85 

I'm  but  a  stranger 90 

I  sing  the  Almighty  power 19 

I  was  a  wandering 164 

I  worship  thee 172 

If  through  unruffled 186 

In  heavenly  love 188 

In  sleep's  serene... 170,184 

In  the  cross  of , 155 

In  the  far  better 74 

In  the  morning 55 

In  the  rosy  light 57 

In  vain  I  trace 1 16 

It  is  the  hour 199 

Jehovah  reigns,  he  dwells 162 

Jerusalem,  forever  bright 79 

Jerusalem,  my  bappy  home 73 

Jerusalem,  the  golden 181 

J<   us,  lover  of  my  soul 99 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  sound 42 

Lift  thine  eyes  .  ~. 197 


158 


INDEX  OF  FIKST  LINES.— Concluded 


Hymn. 
Long  as  I  live 25 

Lord,  how  mysterious 169 

Lord,  we  come 126 

Lord,  when  my  raptured 45 

Lord,  when  we  bend . .  119 

Love  Divine,  all  love.... 117 

Majestic  sweetness  sits 47 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 213 

My  days  are  gliding 89 

My  God,  how  endless 61 

My  God,  in  whom 133 

Mv  God,  is  an y 66 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful 125 

My  God,  my  Father,  while 185 

My  God,  the  spring 48 

My  home  is  in 78 

My  soul,  repeat  His  praise 10 

Nearer,  my  God  to  Thee 138 

None  loves  me,  Saviour 121 

No  seas  again  shall 151 

Now  the  shades  of 60 

Now  to  the  Lord 52 

O  God,  my  strength 142 

O  God,  the  Rock 131 

O  Gracious  God,  in 158 

O  Holy  Saviour t 107 

O  Lord,  I  would 123 

O  Thou,  from  whom 115 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord 37 

Oh,  come,  let  us  sing 216 

Oh,  praise  our  God 21 

Oh,  tell  me,  Thou 97 

Oh,  that  the  Lord 120 

Oh,  worship  the 27 

Once  was  heard  the  song 17 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 173 

Our  Father,  God,  who 124 

Our  Father  in  heaven 114 

Our  God,  our  help 167 

Our  trials  and  conflicts 187 

Praise  the  Lord,  his  power 33 

Praise  the  Lord,  when  blushing 6 

Praise  the  Lord,  who  reigns 30 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens 32 

Praise  to  God,  immortal 34 

Praise  to  Thee,  Thou  great 31 

Prayer  is  the  breath 191 

Prayer  is  the  soul's 190 

Round  the  throne  in • .     18 

Saviour,  breathe  an  67 

Saviour,  when  in  dust 140 

Saw  you  never,  in  the 103 

Shall  school  acquaintance 211 

Shall  we  meet  beyond 88,219 

Sign  the  pledge 212 

Sing,  my  soul 128 


Hymn. 

Slowly  by  God's  hand 69 

So  fades  the  lovely 179 

Softly  evening  now. 206 

Softly  now  the  light 64 

Softly  now  the  shadows 207 

Songs  of  praise,  the 13 

Source  of  light 136 

Speak  to  me,  Lord 105 

Stand  up  and  bless 51 

Still  with  Thee 109 

Sun  of  my  soul 65 

Suppliant,  lo!  Thy 56 

Sweet  the  moments 156 

Tarry  with  me 68 

Tell  me  not,  in ' 183 

Thank  and  praise 14 

The  city's  hum 100 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  1 2  L8 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no 148 

The  mellow  eve  is 189 

There  is  a  God 4 

There  is  a  happy  land  , 76 

There  is  a  land  immortal 83,182 

There  is  a  land  mine    80 

There  is  a  land  of 91 

There  is  an  eye 166 

There's  beauty  in 81 

There's  not  a  star 15 

There's  nothing  bright 2 

They  who  seek 135 

This  life  is  a  battle 141 

Thou,  from  whom 70 

Thou,  that  dost 63 

Thou,  who  art 113 

Through  the  rosy 200 

Thy  goodness,  Lord, 26 

Thy,  way,  not  mine 174 

'Tis  by  the  faith 163 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 221 

To  God,  the  only 22 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious 46 

To  Thee,  O  blessed 178 

To  Thy  pastures 127 

Watchman,  tell  us 149 

We  are  waiting 208 

We  bless  Thee  for 122 

We've  no  abiding 87 

When  all  Thy  mercies 20 

When  his  salvation 95 

When  our  heads  arc Ill 

While  Thee  I  seek   106 

Whom  have  we,  Lord 153 

With  all  my  powers 36 

With  songs  and  honors 39 

Ye  golden  lamps 165 

Yet  once  more 210 


*59 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Tunes. 


COJPYRiaifT  NOTICE. 

•ITnch  of  the  music  in  this  Collection  is  introduced  by  permission,  eitlter 
purchased  or  given,  II  must  not,  therefore,  be  used  in  any  other  tcithoui 
the  consent  of  the  owners* 


Page. 
America 141 

Angels' welcome...    49 
Anniversary  Hymn..  125 

Arcadia 82 

Arlington 17 

Austria 22 

Autumn 130 

Avon 100 

Azmon 12 

Bavaria.... 131 

Baxter 37 

Beautiful  Land 50 

Beethoven 57 

Bemerton 80 

Berlin 43 

Bigelow 29,134 

Blumentkal 38 

Boardman 83 

Bowdoin  Square  ....  26 

Bradford 110 

Brattle  Street 72 

Cable 24 

Canaan 55 

Carey Ill 

Carter 44 

Chester 121 

Christmas  Hymn ....  68 

Christmas  Song 66 


Page. 

Church 71,120 

Class  Song 128 

Creation 8 

Crown  for  the  young    48 

Dana 90 

Dedham 108 

Duane 64 

Duke  Street 10 

Dundee 18 

Duty 53. 

Emerald 79 

Ernan 51 

Evan 102 

Farewell  Hymn 138 

Federal  Street 114 

Flemming 73 

Folsom 69 

Gerhardt 60,115 

Germany 35 

Griswold 85 

Guide 75 

Gustavus 96 

Halle 122 

Hallelujah 45 

Hamburg 5 

Hendon 84 


Page. 

Herold 11,23 

Hodnet 119 

Holley 38 

Horton 112 

Hursley .\ .     39 

Hymn 103 

Italian  Hymn 20 

Kucken 94 

Last  Beam 42 

Lebanon 106 

Leighton 16 

Lift  thine  Eyes 124 

Longfellow 116 

Louvan 109 

Lyons 19 

Malvern 6 

Manoah 15 

Martyn  . . 65 

Merton 107 

Miriam 87,113 

Missionary  Hymn ...  98 

Morning 117 

Mornington 9 

My  a  in  Countrie 46 

Myers 97 

No  sorrow  There ....    56 


160     ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES.— Concluded. 


Of  such  is  the  King- 
dom       14 

Ortonville   30 

Park  Street 8 

Parting  Hymn 132 

Parting  Hymn 136 

Pilgrim  Song 99 

Pleyel's  Hymn 76 

Portuguese  Hymn...  104 
Preston 86 

Rathbun 7 

Rockingham 28 

Russian  National 

Hymn 142 


Page. 

Salvation 54 

Sebastian 81 

Selvin 118 

Seymour 41 

Shall  we  meet? 58 

Shepherd 63 

Sing  praises 34 

Sign  the  pledge 140 

Solitude. 33 

Song  of  the  children  13 

Spanish  Hymn 27 

Stand  up  for  Jesus..  92 

Star  of  Bethlehem..  70 

State  Street 25 

Stockweil 40 

St.  Martin's 95 


Page. 

St.  Thomas 93 

Swan  wick 78 

Thanksgiving 21 

Thatcher 74 

The  Beautiful  World  52 

The  Happy  Land....  47 

The  Lord's  Prayer..  77 

The  Pasture 61 

Theodora 89 

Truro 105 

Webb  62 

Welton 32 


CHANTS. 

Beyond  the  River 146 

Gloria  Patri 144,146 

Psalm  XXIII 144 

Venite  Exultemus 143 


Appendix. 


songs. 

Joys  of  Spring 147 

How  can  I  leave  thee 148 

The  Morning  breaks 149 

The  Moorish  Drum 150 

See,  the  conquering  hero  comes  ! 152 

Star  of  Freedom 154 

O  Vales,  with  sunlight  smiling 155 


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